The discussion of family had gone on, but it would have been another chip to keeping their secret. They could claim to be dating, but that would have upset the lines of command and that was another matter that they couldn't risk. They had made decisions to make certain the war was won and that all levels of Overwatch were able to run smoothly. With how it had ended, Jack now had a brief moment of wondering if all of that personal sacrifice had been worth it.
"But it was never to be," he murmured softly, letting his head fall back against the wall. In some ways, the ache of his wounds seemed suddenly deeper and more difficult to bear with this topic of discussion. They had, after all, in their own way adopted members of Overwatch or Blackwatch for themselves, to fill the void they couldn't with their relationship restrictions. Maybe they had lived vicariously through Ana with her Fareeha. He was holding bruised ribs to try to keep any laughter from hurting quite as much. "I seem to remember you were just as eager to give them. That one cow coming over to investigate."
He nodded slightly at the concern, appreciating it. He was still grappling with all that had happened, all the wounds they bore to show it on each other. "We can try to clean up if we're still awake after we eat." He knew that their energy would likely flag quickly. "You did a good job, especially with the conditions we were working off of." Dying of exhaustion, cold and shock.
He reached up to set his hand to Gabe's forehead, feeling the warmth that still radiated off of the older man. "You probably do, so keep taking those antibiotics for as long as we have them." And maybe they would have to steal or buy more soon enough. He sipped his water a bit, letting to wet his throat.
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"But it was never to be," he murmured softly, letting his head fall back against the wall. In some ways, the ache of his wounds seemed suddenly deeper and more difficult to bear with this topic of discussion. They had, after all, in their own way adopted members of Overwatch or Blackwatch for themselves, to fill the void they couldn't with their relationship restrictions. Maybe they had lived vicariously through Ana with her Fareeha. He was holding bruised ribs to try to keep any laughter from hurting quite as much. "I seem to remember you were just as eager to give them. That one cow coming over to investigate."
He nodded slightly at the concern, appreciating it. He was still grappling with all that had happened, all the wounds they bore to show it on each other. "We can try to clean up if we're still awake after we eat." He knew that their energy would likely flag quickly. "You did a good job, especially with the conditions we were working off of." Dying of exhaustion, cold and shock.
He reached up to set his hand to Gabe's forehead, feeling the warmth that still radiated off of the older man. "You probably do, so keep taking those antibiotics for as long as we have them." And maybe they would have to steal or buy more soon enough. He sipped his water a bit, letting to wet his throat.